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... silver over Esgard’s towers and tiled roofs.
Somewhere in the haze of night, the city slept uneasily—oblivious to the quiet war playing out beneath their cobbled streets and aristocratic masks.
But Ian was not thinking of the city.
Infact, his mind had wondered far off even while looking at it.
He was thinking of her.
Velrosa.
The ghost of her lips still lingered on his. Soft, sharp, commanding.
The scent of her hair—jasmine and winter stee ...
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